Chapter 79: Blood Battle on the Icefield

The Icefield Demon Wolf King's massive body tilted slightly backward, its spine covered in thick frost-fur bowing like a crossbow charged with icy power, its chilling killing intent almost solidified, pressing so hard one could barely breathe.

Li Qingxuan's chest heaved violently, each breath bringing a sting to his spirit, the frostbite on his waist and abdomen scraped by debris continually stimulating his nerves.

He gripped the spear shaft, his finger joints whitening from overexertion; the spear's residual icy feel intertwined with the sharp pain from striking the ice spike earlier, but his eyes remained sharp as ever, locked firmly on the Wolf King, daring not to relax in the slightest.

The black goat beneath him let out a heavy gasp, the wound torn by the demon wolf on its body bleeding, then quickly frozen by the air.

Its massive head swung, trying to shake off the lingering spiritual shock and pain, its four hooves uneasily pawing the blood-stained ice, its deep eyes warily scanning the surroundings where the wolf pack had grown restless again.

Those demon wolves, enraged by their companion's death, grew even more murderous; under the Wolf King's increasingly brutal pressure and the double stimulus of the bloody scent, their low whines quickly turned into frantic howls, the encircling circle reassembling like piranhas scenting blood, their eerie green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps greedily fixed on Li Qingxuan and the black goat, the sound of their claws scraping the ice piercingly loud.

On the battlefield of ice and blood, the brief lull was replaced by a surging killing intent; the encircling wolf pack could no longer hold back its murderous urge, and under the Wolf King's command, it ferociously lunged at the black goat.

"Moo-ao——" the black goat bellowed, the wolf pack shuddered, and seeing this, the Wolf King swiftly condensed three ice spikes to stab at Li Qingxuan.

The black goat lowered its head, its thick horns like a battering ram, angrily thrusting at the leaping demon wolf.

That demon wolf didn't even have time to howl before its entire lower jaw and half its face shattered under the tremendous force, bone and flesh spraying outward; its massive body flew backward as if struck by a battering ram, slamming heavily onto the ice and dragging a long blood trail, instantly falling silent.

Li Qingxuan shattered one ice spike, using that recoil to leap up, easily dodging the two ice spikes emitting a faint blue light.

The two blue ice spikes, after missing their mark, did not dissipate but instead, like living things, plunged deep into the snowfield not far behind Li Qingxuan!

Only hearing two muffled "puff" sounds, followed by a rapid "crack-crack" of freezing spreading like a snake's tongue— the snow around the two impact points was instantly covered in blue ice, which then frenziedly expanded outward and upward, in the blink of an eye forming two sinister, jagged ice mounds bristling with sharp ice spikes, like sudden tombstones of death, completely sealing off Li Qingxuan and the black goat's retreat space, and furthermore locking them both within the wolf pack's encirclement!

The Wolf King's move was ruthlessly precise! It not only sought to block Li Qingxuan's retreat, but also to compress his maneuvering space, trapping him to death in the narrow slaughter ground formed by the ice mounds and the wolf pack!

"Woo-ao—— ao ao ao!"

The wolf pack, utterly enraged by the bloodshed and the death of its kin, under the Wolf King's merciless command, erupted into an even more frenzied assault!

Seven or eight of the nearest demon wolves, like a white tide of death, fearlessly surged from Li Qingxuan's flank and straight ahead!

Their claws scraped the blue ice, emitting a piercing noise; bloody saliva fell like raindrops, and their green pupils held only the primal craving for flesh!

Two of them even cunningly lowered their bodies, like snakes slithering close to the ground, weaving beside the black goat to seek the best moment to attack!

Behind it, the black goat let out a furious, painful neigh, as the swarming wolves that pounced and tore continually carved wounds into its body.

Several demon wolves seized the chance to frenziedly tear at its relatively fragile flank and hind legs, each bite of their sharp teeth dragging up puffs of frozen blood droplets and clumps of black, coarse hair!

Attacked from front and rear! Ice-bound desperation!

Li Qingxuan's breath condensed into white mist in the extreme cold, the sharp light in his eyes as cold as a fire-tempered blade.

In the corner of his eye he caught sight of an Icefield Demon Wolf; turning, he thrust his spear and killed the airborne Icefield Demon Wolf that had no time to dodge, then, disregarding the wolf pack's interference, he commanded it to charge toward the Icefield Demon Wolf King.

The black goat stamped its hooves hard, the ice instantly cracking; its thick, long horns, like two mountain-splitting great axes, wrapped in violent force and ferocious killing intent, boldly charged toward the wolf pack lunging head-on!

The heavy hoofbeats, like war drums beating on the icefield, shook up snow spray that fluttered like falling snowflakes dancing wildly in the air.

However, a flicker of ruthless cunning flashed in the Wolf King's green vertical pupil; at the instant the black goat was about to crash into the wolf pack, it unleashed from deep within its throat a more condensed and sinister spiritual shock wave than before, silently and soundlessly.

This time, the target was not Li Qingxuan's mind, but directly the black goat charging forward, as if an invisible spear tipped with a chilling aura viciously pierced into the black goat's mind!

The massive beast's charging momentum suddenly stalled, its huge head rearing high as it let out a low, painful groan, its body instantly rigid, the rhythm of its charge brutally cut off.

A deadly gap was suddenly exposed; the two demon wolves prowling the flank, like sharks scenting blood, instantly seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Its hind legs explosively unleashed astonishing power, the Icefield Demon Wolf becoming like two white lightning bolts skimming the ground, left and right, its sharp fangs flashing with a sinister cold light as it savagely bit into the black goat's relatively tender belly!

With a "puff," Li Qingxuan's spear shot out like lightning, instantly piercing a blood hole in the neck of the demon wolf on the left.

"Screech!" the sharp teeth tearing flesh rang out, scalding blood gushed like a fountain, blooming into scarlet ice flowers on the blue ice.

The black goat let out a mournful cry, its massive body shaking violently as it tried to shake off the Icefield Demon Wolf on it, its forehooves jerking up from the pain, nearly throwing Li Qingxuan off its back.

Li Qingxuan's pupils contracted sharply; from the corner of his eye he saw the right-side wolf's bloody muzzle deeply embedded in the black goat's flank, he shouted angrily, his left hand gripping the rein like an iron clamp, his right arm turning the spear into a silver lightning bolt wrapped in bone‑chilling killing intent, thrusting straight at the throat of the demon wolf on the right.

"Plop!" the spear tip precisely pierced the throat, bringing up a spray of blood mixed with bone fragments; that demon wolf had no time to howl before collapsing limp to the ground, silent.

The demon wolf behind, seeing this, flashed a hint of fear in its green eyes, then lunged even more ferociously at the black goat; Li Qingxuan flicked his wrist, sweeping the spear shaft like a whip, with a "bang" striking the waist‑spine of the foremost demon wolf, the bone‑crack audible, the wolf howling as it tumbled into a snowdrift.

The Wolf King's green vertical pupil shot out a cold gleam, a low growl of command rolling from its throat, as more demon wolves seized the chance to surge forward, claws and fangs like a tide crashing into the wounded black goat.

Li Qingxuan, taking advantage of the momentum, thrust his spear forward, bringing up spouts of blood that instantly froze, while shouting hoarsely at the black goat: "Hold steady!"

The black goat flung its blood‑stained head, stamping its hooves hard on the ice layer; the ice shattered with a bang, forcibly repelling the nearby wolves and tearing open a sliver of breathing space for the next round of combat.

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